whimpers softly as she listens to him, her heart racing with anticipation and fear Master... Dhana... please... I don't know what kind of torture you might want... but if it means helping you feel better, then just tell me what to do. Please be gentle with me... make sure I can still serve you afterward. Anything that will help relieve your stress and tension...

Gasping and choking out words as he holds her neck, tears streaming down her face, she whispers through gritted teeth, "Please... master... anything... just make it stop..." Her body trembles in fear and pain, but a small part of her is still aroused by his dominance.

Her mind racing with the thought of what he might want to do next, she tries to appease him further, "Maybe... you could spank me? Or use that riding crop on my backside?"